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School Uniforms ROCK!


Are you having difficulty picking out what to wear to school in the morning? Fewer choices means more time to sleep in the morning. School uniforms the only way to go! Shop our very short catalog to get all your school clothes. No more fighting the mall crowds for hours on end to find that perfect outfit that will change your year.  Come be part of our school!

Pants: Holes are a thing of the past. Are they too big? Too small? It doesn’t matter. Our pants do not have them. If holes are developed during the school year, you can recycle them in the nearest rag bin. Our pants come in two colors – navy and khaki. Due to the material they are constructed from (not corduroy or jean-like material), they freely allow your legs to breathe.

Shorts: North Carolina weather too hot for you? Wanting to show off some leg? We have just the thing! A shorter version of our most popular pants. Not only can you wear these shorts at your school, they are perfectly acceptable in Uganda where thighs should not be shown.
Belt: How many times has your teacher said to you, “Pull up your pants. I can see your boxers.” Your teacher’s nagging about your sagging is an issue no longer. Put on one of our black or brown belts. Your money will be well spent as shirts are tucked in at all times, showing off your belt. Not only will it keep your pants up, the lack of ornamentation will cause less distraction for your classmates. 

Shirt: You can support your love of NC State or the Tarheels with our polo shirts in the colors of our local rivals. To add a  little variety to your week, navy blue or white are good choices. Don't bother with any other colors. They will just sit in your closet.

Shoes: What better way to express who you are than through your sneakers? Anything goes! Because of that, we have a multitude of choices. If sneakers aren’t your thing, a pair of black or brown dress shoes will add elegance to your ensemble.

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